In Memory of those who died in the Dana Air crash

In Memodana

They ran into the earth

And pierced the heart of men

Explosive like a bomb

Both parties fragments lie

And low there is a tomb

To find them in the grave

153 passengers and crew

On board a flight of doom

At least 10 men on ground

Couldn’t run for their dear lives

Families and friends pick up

The pieces of beloved

And all they are left with

In loving memory of Dana

But cash and kind wouldn’t bring back

The souls of their lost ones

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